(Part 1 is here: https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/tw338x/angel_fall_part_1_mfff_noncon_high_fantasy_angels/ )
Even bereft of his armor and his weapon, Laurus sprung headlessly into action. They were only tools, and he could slay this demonic scum even without their aid. He charged two strides forward, then used a single flap of his wings to launch himself almost to the rafters, grabbing a pair of imps before using his momentum to crush them like insects as he landed. Then he was in the midst of battle with only the remnants of his toga and his fists to face the hordes of hell. None of that mattered though as he slowly beat a path towards the holy weapon which was still embedded in the stone of the threshold. Once he had that, he would make sure that whoever inflicted his humiliation paid a terrible price.
The main door leading into the chapel had been breached, and stood almost half open, letting the smaller imps and demons surge through while the greater demons were for the moment still trapped outside. The tide was against them, and they were already outnumbered, but the sisters to his right and left didn’t flinch at the onslaught either. Through their determination he could feel the sin radiating off of them; it was like an oil slick on a font of holy water. It saddened him more than it disgusted him though, and when this battle was done he would make sure penance was done and as many were redeemed as possible. That was easier said than done.